Scanning the area Duke noticed that the security guards had left the area at least for the time being. Picking up both his thong and Charlie's he first made his way back to his locker to toss Charlie's thong in his locker. As he turned to head back towards the showers he saw the Duck from earlier sitting on the floor with someone wriggling around in his sack. They exchanged a nod at each other as they both had someone churning in their sack.
Heading into the showers Duke made his way to the back and found a vacant stall sliding the curtain closed behind him. Charlie was still writhing around aggressively in his scrotum. Duke had never truly cockvored someone. His training matches always ended with him cumming his cousins out afterwards. Still he had practiced the process. Getting them into your sack was 75% of the battle. After that it was just a matter of getting them to submit and become one with their predator.
Standing under the hot water Duke started to flex his scrotum causing the sack to tighten up. Charlie was shouting non stop inside. "Let me out! Let me out! It wasn't supposed to be like this!" Duke did feel bad. But they were all here for the same reason. He knew there was very little separating predator from prey in the Cumworks. It could just as easily been him being churned into cum by Charlie. Giving another flex his sack tightened up tight enough that Charlie couldn't really struggle anymore.
"Submit Charlie. I beat you and now you're going to join me." Duke said hugging his sack tightly. He heard Charlie gurgle and squirm a little before submitting to his new master. The sensation of Charlie giving up caused Duke to climax and spray a his load in the shower. Looking down at his legs he saw the muscle definition get crazy tight and even started to see and feel some of Charlie's memories and experiences flooding into his mind. His flirtatious attitude would be a great tool for Duke to use later and the leg strength would give him a huge speed boost.
Finishing up in the shower he heard his name being called over the speaker calling him to his first round match. Taking a deep breath he strode towards the gate ready to face whoever his opponent was.
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